100 word challenge for grown ups- week #157
prompt: …at last we were free…
At last we were free.
The icemen hunted us for over three days; keeping us from sleep. We almost froze to death.
The scientist women was not at the rendezvous point and I think the ice beasts might have taken her. Why she had to come out here to this frozen hellhole is beyond us all.
Some of the men were complaining of strange dreams.
I’ve also started dreaming of a statuesque king with burning, sad eyes. Northern lights always dance behind him.
Sometimes, I hear him calling; he wants us to find him.
I don’t know what to think anymore. We need to leave.
Part of : Found
Follows post : Changes
Five sentence Fiction
Three days passed and on the morning of the fourth there came a knock on the door that pulled me from uneasy sleep.
A lumbering man with thick arms like trees and hard eyes, came inside followed by the still gracefulness of the king.
I sat dumbfounded against the now warmer walls of my corner as this mountain started speaking. I could understand every beautiful word from his scarred lips.
“The king has been making changes. You will no longer be executed.”
Follows the post Isolated
Five Sentence Fiction – Isolated
He must have thought me a very strange creature and so with a wave of his hand I was dragged away to an isolated room far below the icy palace.
My cell had a tiny wooden bed frame lined with hay with only a piece of dirty fabric to keep me warm. There was an unlit fireplace dirty with soot and ash, and only one window, high above on the wall before me.
I sat in the corner beneath the window, where I could look at the iron door. I gathered my feet underneath me, refusing to let the cold drag me down further.
Follows the post before the king -> Before the King
Five sentence fiction – Entrance
The cold was beginning to numb the deepest parts of me. Trying to communicate with the Ice men were of no use; they simply ignored me and carried on.
I fought sleep until I was voilently ripped form my carrier and thrown down. There was no snow to cushion my fall, only hard rock that led to the entrance of their city.
The leader of the group, a tall man with eyes like coal, pushed me through the opening of the rock where the light poured in over us.
This follows this post – Found.
I thought it would be interesting to take prompts and expand the story, since a few of you wanted to read more.
Five sentence fiction prompt – Engulf
Engulf verb: Sweepover (something) so as to surround or cover it compeletely/ powerfully affect (someone); overwhelm.
She was ready for something more than this world was willing to give. She found that he, the boy she loved so dearly, was not the one to give her, her heart’s desire.
Alone and broken she found new light in the face of a beautiful stranger, with kindness and love and sadness in his eyes, who she realised had always been there. He was not so strange after all.
His love swept over her, engulfed her, until she was, not as the world understood it, but in a radically new way, completely complete in his love.
Velvet Verbosity prompt: Vicious
The Ice men were a ferocious race of elongated limbs, sharpened teeth and brutal practices.
I stayed hidden from them as I observed.
One morning a group of them found me. Hot, sour breath greeted me as I sprung from slumber.
One touched my exposed hair. They spoke; fast, hard, sharp sounds.
I told them to kill me quickly.
Instead, they grabbed me and I was carried away. My equiptment (my scope, books, this journal and even my tent) came with us.
The ice wind that danced around us cut through me. It merely bounced off their exposed blue skin.